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Chapter 197 Volume [-] Red Forest Two Tang En

When Tang En woke up from his sleep on January 2003, 1, and sat sweating on the bed in the university dormitory, he just felt a headache and weakness.He couldn't remember what happened in the dream as soon as he opened his eyes. He was surprised that he would be woken up from a nap. When he realized it, he sat on the bed and tried to recall it, but he still had no clue.

Picking up the watch on the bedside, I found that it was already 03:30 in the afternoon, the dormitory was empty, and all the roommates ran out to play.New Year's Day is meaningless to someone like him who doesn't have a girlfriend or many friends.Apart from sleeping and reading, he couldn't think of anything else to do.So rubbing his stinging temples, he fell back on the pillow.

Later, Tang En discovered that some kind of change seemed to be taking place in his body that he didn't understand—for example, he was able to fully understand the original soundtrack movies when his English scores were always mediocre in the past, and he suddenly became familiar with British things.

This situation lasted for half a year.

Half a year later, when he graduated from a university in the north and came to Chengdu to find a job, one day he was awakened again from a dream.In the dark room, he finally recalled what happened in that vague dream.

In the dream, there were two men and women, he didn't know their names, but he knew they were his parents.They were always quarreling, and my mother looked down on my father, thinking that he was a man who couldn't earn money to support the family.The unemployed father was under tremendous pressure, and he could only drink away his sorrows when he bumped into walls outside. When he returned home drunk, he would inevitably be ridiculed by his wife. His mouth was not as flexible as a woman's, and he was only proud of his fists.

It was a cheesy domestic violence drama, with women screaming and men yelling in anger, and the sound of anything being smashed filled his dreams.He felt uneasy, panicked, overwhelmed.Facing such a family, he didn't know what to do, and no one told him.Neither of the two adults who were fighting was paying attention to the feelings of a six-year-old child.

Even if he said it, what's the use?

"Mom, I'm hungry. When's dinner?"

"Find it yourself, if there is such a thing in our house!"

"Dad, I..."

"Go away! Don't bother me!"

So he shut his mouth, firmly...shut it.

Everything in the dream is so real, including the feeling of loneliness.He doesn't know where he is in the dream, but he can guarantee that it is different from everything in China, very strange, yet somewhat familiar.And he has a name that doesn't conform to the traditional Chinese naming method - Tony Twain (Tony_Twain).

He didn't know why he suddenly became a Chinese...He didn't know anything about this country before.After he understood his situation, he panicked for a while—from this, it can be seen that the genuine Tony Twain is not as high as the counterfeit Tony Twain in terms of "adaptation".

It's not that this poor Tang En didn't have the idea of ​​going to England, but at that time he didn't have a regular job, so it could be said that he was penniless, and he had to rely on his parents in the countryside to support him.What did he buy the plane ticket with?What do you use to make money?

When Twain arrived in England out of nowhere and was frightened for his own survival, why didn't Tony Twain who also went to China out of nowhere do the same?He's just a taciturn character, but he's not stupid at all.Clear the priorities of things.The idea of ​​going to the UK was suppressed because of the urgent need to find a stable job to support myself.Then, during the Spring Festival, he went back to his "home" in China. He was infected by the atmosphere of the family sitting together and celebrating the Spring Festival happily.

All this and my past can be described as the gap between heaven and earth.Ever since he could remember, his ears were filled with the noise of his parents and the sound of smashing things. Finally, when he was ten years old, his dilapidated family could no longer support him. His pretty mother followed a man with some money. He ran away, couldn't find a job and could only work as a temporary worker. His father drank all day long and took out his anger on him when he was drunk.After him, he moved out of that cold home.

Such a person, when he occasionally mentioned that when he went home for the New Year, it was a little cold when he went to bed at night, and an electric blanket was spread on it the next day, who could understand Tony Twain's mood at that time?
After this Spring Festival, Tony Twain gave up the idea of ​​going to England.After a year of understanding, he has gradually become familiar with the Chinese way of life. Although he is still not used to it sometimes, it is no longer a problem.He felt...all of this must have been arranged by God, who gave him a home that was not rich but very warm.

He is very satisfied, and would rather exchange his own body. It doesn't matter if his soul possesses a stranger's body, as long as he gets used to it psychologically, and the process of getting used to it is actually very easy.But a place to call "home"...is not so easy to come by.

He decided to work hard and earn more money, enough to allow these two parents who are not biological, but better than their biological parents, to be able to retire at home with peace of mind.

This was Tony Twain's plan now.

One day in May 2004, before I met myself outside the Southwest Bookstore on Chunxi Road, Chengdu, this plan was proceeding step by step...

On this Sunday afternoon, when he was shopping in the bookstore all day, he was standing by the side of the road holding a few books on Chinese history and waiting to take a bus.He caught a glimpse of a foreigner across the road. He didn't pay much attention to it at first, as it is not uncommon to meet non-natives on the streets of Chengdu.But he soon found that the foreigner was always staring at him, and he was going to see what that rude guy looked like... Then he thought that what was in front of him was not a street with people coming and going, but a huge mirror .

He saw himself in it a year and a half ago, that face... the face he had seen in the mirror for 34 years, appeared on the streets of Chengdu at this moment, and was staring at himself in ecstasy.

Seeing the other person's expression, he suddenly believed with certainty that the soul in his body was the original owner of his body.There is no reason, no scientific argument, no rational analysis... He just felt a kind of intimacy, a kind of sympathy from the bottom of his heart...

Just when he was dazed, Tony Twain from across the street came towards him, and there was a woman with him... Uh, looking at her immature face, maybe it should be a girl.

The man walked up to him and asked in English with a rural Nottingham accent: "Sir, do you know how to get to Xinhua Park? We are going there..."

Xinhua Park?Isn't that near where you live?What does he mean by this question?Is he implying something to himself?

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Tang En felt that he should take the initiative at this time. If everyone froze here, then Shania would soon notice something was wrong. A child's intuition is very powerful.Regarding his identity and origin, this is an absolute secret, and he cannot mention it even to his closest people, and Tang En does not intend to tell Shania.

So he crossed the road, went straight to the person opposite, and asked him as if he was lost.By the way, I mentioned a place that the other party should be familiar with.After asking, he stared at the other party, intending to find clues that could be used from the changes in his expression and movements.

Only Shania felt a little strange that the location "Xinhua Park" was not in their previous itinerary.

If this Tang En was still himself, then his response to this question would be the same as if anyone came to ask him for directions, tell the other party how to get there, and then turn around and see you again—he would not be so indifferent that he knew clearly that he did not know, nor did he He will be so enthusiastic that he will lead the way himself if he can't explain clearly.

But the Tang En in front of him was obviously distracted after hearing his question. Does asking the way need to be so exaggerated?

Tang En can be sure that the thought that came out of his heart could not be suppressed since seeing him - the person standing in front of him is not his former self, but that unlucky British ghost: Tony Dunn.

"Sir?" So he asked, waking him up from his daze.

"Uh, uh... Xinhua Park, right, right near where I live..." The real Tony Twain replied in stumbling English, which he hadn't tried for a while.

Hearing what the other party said, Tang En laughed: "That's great, are you going back? We can drop by." Then, without waiting for the other party to say anything else, he reached out to stop the car.

Having fully understood Tang En's intentions, the other Tang En also knew what he should do. "You may not be able to find a car here for half an hour," he said in English. "Go forward." He pointed to the front.

The three of them easily stopped a car at the intersection ahead, maybe because they saw a foreigner on the side of the road, the drivers all thought that the money of the foreigner was easy to make...

In the car, Tang En consciously asked the other party's name, and it turned out to be "Tang En".This Twain said very little, which was also in line with that Tony Twain's original character.So far, Dunn no longer doubted anything.

Looking at the self who was sitting in the passenger seat and said very little, he suddenly had such an idea from the bottom of his heart: Walker has officially left the team, and now he lacks someone who is good enough and understands the Forest team enough to be with him. An assistant coach who forms a rapport and communicates.A good assistant coach is much harder to find than a good head coach...

But isn't there a ready-made one in front of him now?
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